Chapter 69: The Master's Broom Moved! Dare You Touch My Woman?!

Sun Wukong's Dao Heart was frantically struggling on the brink of collapse.

He was like a Divine Soul about to be completely formatted.

He watched helplessly as everything about him was wiped clean.

He tried to hold onto the memories that were fading away.

But that was like trying to grasp sand with his hands.

The more he struggled, the faster it slipped away.

He was almost forgetting who he was.

I am… a monkey?

A monkey born from stone?

Seems… right?

Numbness and emptiness gradually took over his entire consciousness.

The Time-devouring Beast lurking in the depths of the time turbulence sensed his nearly halted resistance.

It knew this monkey was at the end of his rope.

It was time to unleash the deadliest, and also most delicious, strike!

To devour the deepest, most sincere, and final trace of his obsession in his heart!

Hum—!

In Sun Wukong's now murky sea of consciousness.

The scene from the Xiliang Women's Kingdom began to rapidly rewind and blur in a strange way.

That proud, peerless Peacock Princess.

The woman who, for him, dared to use her own body to block the Chaos Black Blade!

Her five-colored feather robe stained red with blood!

Her face, pallid from excruciating pain, yet stubbornly clutching the assassin and refusing to let go!

Those words in his ear, a low growl choked with tears and domineering force—

"You promised me! If you dare die, I'll hang myself at the gate of Ling Shan!"

All of this was rapidly turning into shattered mosaics!

That figure was fading away!

That voice was drifting away!

That name……

Kong… Kong what?

No……

No——!!!!

Just as that name was about to be completely erased!

A surge, as if from the very source of the soul, not belonging to saintly power,

not belonging to demonic intent, a pure, extreme unwillingness, exploded!

Sun Wukong's already hollow, numb pupils were instantly filled completely with blood-red!

"Ahhhhhhh——!!!"

A soundless roar, within his Original Spirit, transformed into a storm capable of destroying the world!

He could lose five hundred years of anguish!

He could forget all the hardships on the journey to retrieve the scriptures!

He could even forget that he is Sun Wukong!

But!

He absolutely cannot!

He absolutely cannot forget the woman who gave her life to protect him!

He absolutely cannot forget the woman he promised to give the most splendid wedding in the Three Realms!

"Give — me — die——!!!"

An unstoppable, destructive violent force, heedless of any consequence, erupted from within him!

He would detonate his own Saint's Primordial Source!

He would detonate his own Chaotic Demon God's body!

He would drag that damned, invisible ghostly thing into nothingness with him!

Die together!

Just as he was about to go completely mad,

just at the critical moment when the memory of Kong Xuan was about to be completely erased!

An anomaly suddenly arose!

In the deepest part of his Original Spirit.

That broom, which he regarded as his Master's final relic,

had always been wrapped in his gentlest force and cherished……

that ordinary broom, even carrying a hint of earthy warmth……

the old broom.

It lightly trembled.

Hum—!

A light sound.

It seemed like the first Dao Sound that rang when Chaos first opened.

It also seemed like the first scrape of a broom in a farmer's courtyard at dawn.

A force of pure, primitive, ancient simplicity to the extreme,

yet with a Dao Rhythm so domineering that all laws submit, slowly spreading from that tattered broom.

Power!

Pure, without any impurity, the source of all laws, the beginning of all Dao…

The Law of Power!

This power did not attack the invisible Time‑devouring Beast.

It did not even leave Sun Wukong's Original Spirit.

It was merely like the most gentle yet most solid safe.

Clack.

A light sound.

It locked, in Sun Wukong's sea of consciousness, those memories about to be erased,

but which he clung to tightly, instantly Suǒdìng!

The memory of that proud woman, locked!

The memory of the kind old Taoist who taught him his skill and gave him his name, locked!

The memory of the monkeys on Mount Huaguo waiting for his return, locked!

The memory of the Tiěbàng that accompanied him all his life, shattering countless rules, locked!

The memory of all the glory and resentment represented by the four characters "Great Sage Equal to Heaven", locked!

All of it, everything that forms the foundation of "Sun Wukong",

at this moment, is firmly, tightly protected by this pure "Power"!

And the Time‑devouring Beast, still clueless about all this.

Its invincible, terrifying law capable of devouring a Saint's memory,

now opens its greedy maw, fiercely biting at the "delicious" memory of Kong Xuan!

Then.

It slammed into it.

Like a fragile tooth, using all its force, biting into an indestructible,

even the Pangu Axe cannot leave a mark on the Chaos Primal Core!

No earth‑shaking thunderous roar.

No strange light from colliding laws.

Not even a trace of energy fluctuation.

It's that simple.

It's that direct.

The Time‑devouring Beast's terrifying law that can devour time, the instant it contacts that pure "Power"…

is violently bounced back!

Puff—!

A muffled resonance, not of any real existence, emanating from the level of laws.

That bounced‑back devouring force wasted nothing,

completely, turned back upon the Time‑devouring Beast itself!

Aaa—???

In the deepest vortex of temporal turbulence, that terrifying giant beast formed of Time's power, countless compound eyes suddenly widened!

A wave of unbelievable agony, sourced from the very origin of life, instantly spread through every corner of it!

It… was bitten by its own power!

And Sun Wukong, under the protection of this "Power", suddenly snapped to consciousness!

The stripped memories of the Bull Demon King and the Journey for Scriptures, though still vague, ceased fading!

But the locked core memories of Kong Xuan and of the Master became unprecedentedly clear!

He instantly understood what had happened.

It was the Master!

It was the broom the Master left him that saved him!

An indescribable surge of ecstatic joy and lingering fear rose in his heart.

Immediately after, a raging fury that could scorch the heavens erupted!

"Fine…"

Sun Wukong's blood‑red eyes stared fixedly at the twisted void ahead.

He grinned, his stark white teeth reflecting a cold light.

"Stealing things, you've stolen onto your great‑grandfather's head."

"Almost made me forget my wife…"

"You damned beast…"

His voice, each syllable halting, like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell.

"A myriad deaths!"

Unable to escape blame!!!

Boom——!!!!

The Golden Cudgel in his hand burst forth with brilliant golden light again!

This time, he was no longer smashing about aimlessly!

His Fiery Golden Eyes, empowered by the broom's "Law of Force" Dao Rhythm,

In an instant, he saw through the mist of time, saw through the disguise of the law!

He saw it!

At the very core of that temporal turbulence,

A massive formation of countless twisted time runes, huge and writhing in agony…

The monster's "core"!

"Found you!"